Okay but let’s circle back to that one soulmate au where if one person masturbates, the other can feel it👀
This idea was honestly so so god tier I am in love with it.
Because literally imagine Virgin Bakugou who’s never even masturbated because he just doesn’t have the time in his quest to becoming the number one pro. He’s got the strongest willpower so whenever his cock would twitch between his thighs or he’d get morning wood he could ignore it. So he’s got all this pent up energy inside him that he tries to expel through his quirk and through working out etc, but one night when you’re touching yourself he can feel it.
It just feels like nothing he’s ever felt before and he’s almost certain he can hear your soft little whimpers as you touch yourself. His cock rousing to attention between his thighs as his hips jerk, thrusting his cock against his boxers as the heat begins to take over his body. Slowly flowing through his veins as he tries to shrug the feeling off and go back to sleep, but he can’t. His heavy cock leaving dark patches against the fabric of his boxers as it leaks cum, every roll of your fingers against your clit he can feel. His body throbbing as he feels sweat beginning to pool at his temples. He can’t last as long as you, he’s never felt this before- his body jerks as he cums in his pants, the wet substance sticking to his skin as his chest heaves.
But even after he’s cum you don’t stop, shamelessly seeking your own release as his climax sends you surging into your own. Able to feel every bit of pleasure Bakugou just felt as he came undone, your clit throbbing as you press messy circles against it coming to your own climax. When you do it sends Bakugou’s overstimulated body into a frenzy, harsh waves of pleasure ebbing through him even though he just came as his toes curl and white spots blank his vision. His teeth grinding as he sucks in a breath, trying to stop himself from crying out with you.
The bond breaking just as you cum, leaving him panting alone in bed covered in his cum. His body tired from pleasure and he didn’t even have to touch himself— if he would have known masturbation would’ve felt that good he would’ve done it a long time ago.
Until he finds out just how much you like to touch yourself. Now he’s wondering what you think about when you play with your pussy, who you’re thinking about. And the fact you always seem to do it at the worst times for him. Pulling him out of his slumber late at night as you touch yourself in the early hours, making him grouchier at work from lack of sleep as he slinks into the locker rooms to change for patrol.
Cursing to himself when he knows you wake up late on Sundays so he’s going to have to find a quiet alleyway to hide down when you masturbate during his patrol. His cock tenting his pants as he excuses himself from Kirishima, fiddling with his belt buckle as he pulls his pants down just enough to free his aching cock. Wrapping a gloved palm around himself as he jerks himself at the same pace you do, slowly discovering what you like and don’t like.
It’s normally you that instigates these private moments but after he begins to learn the hours where you don’t touch yourself and that you’re probably working or busy, Bakugou decides to get his own back during those periods. Stepping into the shower as he fists his semi-hard cock. Letting his forearm rest against the cool tile as he begins to stroke himself, trying to picture what you might look like in his mind. What you smell like. What you feel like. The thoughts making him throb as your connection strengthens with your pleasure.
There’s no way he can keep going like this, he has to find out who you are. Where you are.
